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ESLOVENIA 2020. Inglés

Let's move on, into a new time,
Let's run away, far from here.
Let's not stop anywhere,
The night will be long.
You can hear my reason pounding.
As a wanderer you know,
The longest way is the one
That leads from words to deeds.

Water!
During the storm, I lie
In you till the end.
The water gushes …
But cannot reach us inside.
Let's drive on, the other way,
Beyond light, belief.
A torn-up chair stands there,
Awaiting someone,
Awaiting a child.

Water!
During the storm, I lie
In you till the end.
The water gushes …
But cannot reach us inside.
It rises and it rings,
The root, my unease without end.
The water gushes …
But cannot reach us inside,
No, it cannot reach us inside